As fruits, ungrateful to the planter's care, On savage stocks inserted learn to bear, The surest virtues thus from passions shoot, Wild nature's vigor working at their root. What crops of wit and honesty appear Trom spleen, from obstinacy, hate, or fear! ee anger, zeal and fortitude supply; 'en av'rice, prudence; sloth, philosophy; ust, thro' some certain strainers well refin'd, gentle love, and charms all womankind: avy, to which the ignoble mind's a slave, emulation in the learned or brave; ot virtue, male or female, can we name, t what will grow on pride, or grow on shame. Thus nature gives us, (let it check our pride) The sot a hero, lunatic a king; The starving chemist in his golden views See some strange comfort every state attend, nd pride bestow'd on all, a common friend; ee some fit passion every age supply; ope travels through, nor quits us when we die. d beads and prayer books are the toys of age: pas'd with this bauble still, as that before; |